The crowd was surging.
Panic.
Horrified.
It was spreading like a plague, and everyone chose to leave Green Vine City at the first opportunity.
This is the instinct in the face of death.
And this is what Zhao Shan likes most.
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Shan was laughing so hard on the spaceship.
Everything was just as he expected.
"Cry, wail, and then, die!"
"From today on, I will restore the glory of the dynasty!"
Zhao Shan announced loudly.
No one is better at manipulating people's hearts than Zhao Shan, and no one hopes for the restoration of the dynasty more than Zhao Shan, so everything he does is for this moment.
Although there are some deviations.
But the final result will not change.
He will eventually ascend the throne and become emperor.
So what if there are still some people who can pose a threat to him?
He is on the spaceship.
He is in heaven.
His cannon will intimidate all ordinary people.
And those who can threaten him?
There will be a compromise eventually.
Just like back then.
Um?
Just as Zhao Shan was thinking about his ascension to the throne, he suddenly saw a figure walking against the flow in the panicked crowd.
Yes, a female swordsman.
Moving towards Goethe.
"Tsk tsk, this is love."
“It really touched me.”
"Come on, if you were a little faster, you could die together with the man you love."
Zhao Shan clapped his hands gently, as if to cheer him up.
But the malice in his eyes became more and more obvious.
He took over communications again.
"Goethe, I have good news for you. Your woman, Li Yuan, is on her way to you. I have to say, you are the same as your ancestor Zhao Jingjue."
“They are all very popular with women.”
"Of course, most women who are destined to be with you have a miserable end."
"There's no need to talk about Zhao Jingjue. He was just too horrible to look at."
"But you still have a chance—"
Zhao Shan deliberately lengthened his tone.
"What chance?"
Goethe asked very cooperatively.
“Kneel down!”
"Get down on your knees and beg for mercy!"
"As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will let your woman go!"
The malice in Zhao Shan's eyes was not just strong.
At this moment, it seems real.
Whether Goethe kneels or not, he will not let the female swordsman go.
But if Goethe knelt, that would naturally be the best. He was well aware of the irrationality of the people at this time. All he had to do was "You can kneel down to save your woman, but what about the other innocent people you implicated?" - as long as he said something like this, it would be enough to make Goethe completely classified as the opposite side by the irrational people.
What if Goethe didn’t kneel?
That's good too.
What would the female swordsman think when faced with Goethe who refused to save her?
You know, she was rushing to the airport desperately.
So, whether Goethe kneels or not, he is the winner.
He, Zhao Shan, is the winner every time.
Just as Zhao Shan was looking at Goethe expectantly, accurately appreciating Goethe's dying struggle, the female swordsman shouted:
“Don’t kneel!”
With a quick shout, the female swordsman's speed increased even more.
Her eyes were filled with anxiety.
Holding the long knife in her hand, she could clearly sense Zhao Shan's malice.
She could even guess what Zhao Shan wanted to do.
In fact, what she wanted to do most now was to kill Zhao Shan.
But she couldn't do it.
The other party is too far away.
It was so far away that her knife couldn't reach it at all.
Therefore, all she could do now was to come to Goethe and die with him - she had never thought about who she would die with, but Goethe appeared.
She agreed.
When did you have this desire?
Did Goethe prepare her favorite juice in the refrigerator?
Was it the serious nonsense, discussing swordplay and stick fighting with her?
Or when they have nothing to do, the two of them hold hands while strolling around.
Both.
Neither.
The female swordsman only knew that she didn't know when it started, but Goethe's shadow was all in her mind, just like drinking water and eating in life, seemingly ordinary, but indispensable.
'The world is bitter, only you taste like strawberry'!
These words once again came to the mind of the female swordsman.
That's what Goethe did.
The same goes for her.
Buzz!
The sword in the female swordsman's hand trembled again, and her speed became even faster. The "ultimate power" she had just mastered was rising to a higher level at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine.
It's just realm, not strength.
But it was enough for the female swordsman to push open the door that ordinary people could not open.
She saw new horizons.
Only when you are extremely passionate can you be as skilled as a swordsman.
A knife is straightforward and will not lie.
The sword manual of 'Ba Dao', on the surface, is: 'Cut with one blow with a heartless and ruthless sword, and leave no corpse with love and righteousness'!
The core is: the utmost love and the most powerful sword.
But the real secret is——
like!
'Daoxie' loves his wife so much that he can create 'Ba Dao'. He drives the sword with hatred, making it indestructible. But underneath the hatred is a love that is as painful as cutting through the skin.
It is the pain after loss.
At this moment, the female swordsman felt that she was about to lose Goethe.
Instantly conformed to the true sword intent of "Daoxie".
At this moment, she glimpsed the mystery of the 'Ba Dao'.
And let her -
Man and sword become one!
Buzz!
The blade hummed and the blade light flashed.
The female swordsman appeared beside Goethe like a streak of light.
"Man and sword become one!"
Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi were shocked.
Then his face was full of gloom.
The unity of man and sword is a realm that fighters can only dream of. Like the 'unity of man and sword', 'unity of man and stick' and so on, it is a realm that fighters can only reach after they have overcome their mental barriers.
And possessing such a realm is equivalent to stepping into the 'power of the universe' for sure.
As long as you accumulate enough.
Just step in smoothly.
It can be said that those who can tap into people’s hearts are all geniuses.
Considering the age of the female swordsman, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is an unparalleled genius.
But what use is such a genius facing Zhao Shan's "rail gun"?
Just one more dead soul.
It’s better than…
The old monk and the old Taoist looked at each other.
The two of them came up with an idea at the same time .
Can you send the female swordsman away?
Keep a fire going for them.
Zhao Shan guessed what the old monk and the old Taoist were thinking.
"Xuan Bei, Ling Xiaozi, I advise you not to move, otherwise I will flatten the 'Da Lin Temple' and 'Tai Yi Mountain'."
Zhao Shan's face was full of ferocity as he spoke threateningly.
Zhao Shan was also extremely surprised that the female swordsman could successfully overcome her heart barrier and reach the state of 'oneness between man and sword'. As for the reserve of 'power of the universe', Zhao Shan did not care.
What he cared about was the talent and age of the female swordsman.
The talent to succeed before the age of 20...
It's really scary!
The female swordsman must die!
Almost in an instant, Zhao Shan put the female swordsman on the same level as Goethe.
They are all must-kill!
"Ha, you can flatten Taiyi Mountain if you want. I'm probably going to die soon anyway, so I don't need to listen to the nagging of my disciples. Instead, I should consider the nagging of my ancestors—"
"Why didn't I find out earlier about you, a heartless bastard?"
As the old Taoist priest spoke, he pointed to the sky and started shouting and cursing.
The old monk smiled and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha."
"People are nothing but rotten skins. Once they are gone, they are gone."
"If there is no affinity in this life, then we will live in the next life."
"I am willing to shoulder all the consequences."
The smiling old monk said something that made Zhao Shan's eyebrows twitch, while the old Taoist priest laughed out loud.
"Old bald donkey, I'll carry half of it for you."
"We are brothers in this life. When we meet in the next life, remember to remind me, bald donkey."
The old Taoist priest said this and raised his arm to summon luck.
The black and white Tai Chi diagram appeared in his hands.
"Don't worry, the one without hair who loves to eat is me."
The old monk said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk roared, and his body began to swell, glowing with golden light, just like a real King Kong. He raised his hand and reached towards the female swordsman.
"Donor lady, I and Old Zamao will give you a ride. Remember to go overseas to find Old Man Qin. He is the only person you can trust."
The old monk said.
"court death!"
At this time, Zhao Shan no longer cared about the "program effect" and directly pressed the trigger button.
Bang!
The red button was slapped into the panel.
The charged beam shoots straight down.
The female swordsman looked up at the scene and directly rejected the old monk and the old Taoist's request to send her away. She came here to live and die with Goethe.
It will never change.
Maybe leaving can help you survive.
But without Goethe, life would be boring.
Maybe leaving can give me revenge.
but……
It may not be impossible now.
When she truly comprehended the profound meaning of 'Ba Dao', she instantly learned a move hidden in the sword manual of 'Dao Xie'. With this move, killing Zhao Shan was not impossible.
"Amitabha."
"Amitabha Buddha."
Faced with the female swordsman's refusal, the old monk and the old Taoist did not force her.
This kind of thing cannot be forced.
Those who seek death wholeheartedly.
Can't be saved.
People can only save themselves.
Of course, they did not give up. They wanted to try to see if they could withstand this blow.
But Goethe was faster.
"Don't worry."
"Leave it to me."
“I can’t lose.”
Goethe's affirmative words stunned the old monk and the old Taoist priest, but Goethe turned his gaze to the female swordsman with an unprecedented tenderness in his eyes.
His voice was as soft as falling feathers.
"I won't lose, because you are still here."
"I don't want, and I won't, let you get hurt."
"I swear by the name of my ancestor Zhao Jingjue."
As he spoke, Goethe took a horse stance and put his hands on his waist with his palms facing each other.
He stared at the falling laser.
When the beam of light was about to fall on his head, he raised his palms to meet it.
【critical】!
The energy that should have been invisible was caught by Goethe's hands.
I caught it.
But the scorching heat was filled with destructive power, and it melted Goethe's hands in an instant . His [iron skin] and [iron bones] could only support him slightly before he was completely defeated.
【Dissipate energy】!
The incomparable impact force mixed with heat rays was introduced into Goethe's body.
Suddenly, Goethe's internal organs began to be destroyed.
[Iron Viscera] only lasted for a moment.
"Hahaha!"
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating one's own abilities!"
Zhao Shan was shocked when he saw Goethe catch the shot from the 'rail gun', but now it seems that he was worrying too much.
It is true that Goethe caught it.
But, I can’t bear it.
Stinging pain.
Burning sensation.
All the bones in my body are about to be broken.
But Goethe kept smiling.
He has the upper hand.
【Dead or Alive】!
The talent is activated instantly.
The impact force and the destructive heat were immediately separated by Goethe, healing his melted hands, torn internal organs, and crushed bones. In the blink of an eye, Goethe returned to normal.
Suddenly, he mobilized the remaining strength, circulated it within his body, and then was knocked back!
[Use the opponent’s force to counter attack]!
I saw——
A burst of light appeared at the connection between Goethe's palms.
Different from the incandescent color of the railgun energy that continued to fall.
The light has a hint of blood red!
As soon as it appeared, it madly devoured the incandescent light, like a meteor, breaking through the white light and going upstream.
People stopped.
People looked up unconsciously.
Everyone stared at this scene in a daze.
Watch the scarlet beam pierce through the spacecraft.
Zhao Shan's face was filled with astonishment.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Is the shock wave that Zhao Jingjue mentioned real?"
boom!
The spacecraft exploded.
The flames devoured everything.
Including Zhao Shan.
In just a moment, Zhao Shan turned into a charred corpse, and fell towards the earth along with the smoking spaceship and his own ambition.
In the end, it was shattered into pieces.
…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Gurgle!
Zhao Shan woke up in a culture chamber with heavy breathing mixed with the unique sound of liquid.
He glanced at the time.
Twelve hours had passed.
It is exactly the same as the data he recorded in his previous experiments.
At this point, it’s a backup plan.
When the formal plan fails, activate the backup plan.
Dormant.
Keep looking for opportunities.
“That kind of power…”
"Zhao Jingjue didn't lie!"
"If the shock wave is real, then the Aerial Dance, Kaio-ken, and the Instant Thousand Kills are also real?"
"hateful!"
"I was deceived again!"
When Zhao Shan walked out of the nutrition cabin, he couldn't help but roar.
This was not the first time he was deceived by Zhao Jingjue.
But this time was the worst time I was cheated.
Straight away, I almost lost it all.
"No!"
“I didn’t lose!”
"I still have a chance to turn the tables!"
"I can still make a comeback!"
Zhao Shan roared loudly, like a defeated dog barking wildly that refused to accept defeat - Zhao Shan, who was conceited and arrogant, simply could not accept the fact that he had lost to the descendant of Zhao Jingjue.
He always thought he would be the winner.
And, it's easy to win everything.
But now?
He lost so badly.
"Goethe!
!”
Zhao Shan roared with gritted teeth.
"I am here."
A light voice came into his ears, and Zhao Shan was stunned. He turned his head and saw Goethe, who absolutely could not be here.
"Why are you here?"
“Impossible!”
"No one can find this place, I am the only one who knows it!"
Zhao Shan shouted.
"No one told me you were here. I figured it out through divination. Your 'qi-reading technique' is pretty good."
Goethe smiled.
And this made Zhao Shan roar even louder.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible !"
"It took me 10 years to learn the art of looking at qi. I am the fastest person to learn it. It is impossible for anyone to learn it faster than me!"
"12 hours, it's just..."
"It's one second. One second to be exact."
Goethe interrupted Zhao Shan's words, raised his hand and placed it on the other's head. At the moment when a burning flame appeared in his palm, he whispered -
"Times have never changed. If you think that times have changed, you are just too weak!"